He waved his hand quickly: "You're welcome, you're welcome."

In fact, Pei Manning was just making a random comparison, but her meaning was indeed thank you.

Han Jingchen, the only person present who understood sign language, suddenly looked at Pei Manning with amusement, stretched out his long legs, strode to the other bed and sat down.

The current situation is that it doesn't seem right for two grown men to accompany a female patient. If they leave her alone, Han Jingchen always feels that this woman will run away at any time.

Han Jing was quite cautious. Pei Manning was planning this at the moment. She lowered her thick eyelashes, sipped the porridge in small sips, and wondered whether she should find a chance to leave quietly.

These two people should be honest and upright. Jiang Ye is warm-hearted and simple, with a straightforward mind. However, Han Jingchen is too sensitive and may not be easy to fool.

She had a strange background and knew nothing about this, so if they stayed together for a long time, she would reveal her flaws at any time.

They are soldiers, and I don't know how they will deal with her?

Han Jingchen watched Pei Manning drink the porridge. Her movements were demure, and she sipped it mouthful by mouthful, looking extremely gentle and graceful, with a natural calm and elegance. This made him even more certain that his guess was correct - she had lived a very comfortable life before.

It was almost dawn, and the two grown men spent the night on a bench in the aisle. Neither of them went to visit their comrade Liao Weiguo. After all, the house was only 20 square meters, crowded and narrow, with a family of four living there. Going there would only cause trouble.

…

Pei Manning lay on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, wondering what was happening to her uncle's family in exile in Chongzhou. Could she ever return to the Great Zhou from here?

The text of this book was similar to that of the Zhou Dynasty, which gave her some hope.

Was she washed by the river to a place like the Peach Blossom Spring? Or was she like the Shinhwa Jiyi who shrunk and went to a place in the blink of an eye?

Pei Manning thought she would not be able to sleep. She had been very nervous on the way to Chongzhou these days and had never had a full night's sleep. Now, she lay on the pillow, thinking about her worries, and fell asleep very quickly.

This time she slept very restlessly. She dreamed that she was captured by the guards of Pei Mansion and was punished by the family law.

One moment she dreamed that someone discovered her bizarre origins, and everyone put her on a wooden rack and burned her to death as if she were a monster. The next moment she dreamed that her uncle's family was in shackles, looking pale and thin, and was crushed to death by a rolling stone when they were chiseling stones.

The dream was full of blood, death, darkness, despair and depression...

Pei Manning felt extremely upset. She woke up in a daze and found her face full of tears. Her eyes were so swollen that she could hardly open them.

The morning light shone through the glass windows, bringing peace and tranquility to the surroundings, dispelling the terror brought by the nightmare.

Pei Manning turned over and hugged the not-so-soft quilt, sobbing silently, as if the fear, grievance, anxiety, and worry that had accumulated over the past few days... had finally found a relatively safe place to vent.

Pei Manning didn't dare cry out loud for fear of disturbing the two people behind her. She could only bite her lips tightly and sob.

No! Pei Manning, you can't cry, and you can't be weak. You promised your mother that no matter what, you must cheer up, stay calm, and live well!

Pei Manning raised her hand to wipe her tears, constantly reminding herself that tears meant being disobedient and not fighting.

Han Jingchen stood at the door, holding breakfast in one hand and clothes in the other, looking at the little ball curled up in the quilt, crying silently and trembling. After a moment of silence, he closed the door again.

He leaned against the door with his tall and slender body, and the whole corridor seemed narrow and cramped.

After waiting for about an hour and there was no movement inside, Han Jingchen knocked on the door gently.

Pei Manning had calmed down. Apart from a slight redness at the corners of her eyes, there was nothing unusual about her. Perhaps because she was afraid that people would notice that she had been crying, she kept her thick eyelashes down and did not raise her head.

"Eat something," Han Jingchen walked over and handed the paper bag to Pei Manning. After thinking for a moment, he explained a little stiffly, "The state-owned hotel is far away and it's a bit cold."

Pei Manning took the breakfast and gestured to Han Jingchen, the same thank you gesture she made last night.

Han Jingchen put another bag on the bedside cabinet: "I bought these clothes randomly, and I don't know if they will fit you. Just wear them for now."

Pei Manning finally looked at Han Jingchen with some surprise. Although he didn't know why his attitude had slowed down a bit, he still smiled gratefully at Han Jingchen.

I don’t know if it was because I just cried, but I had a terrible headache and my whole body felt sore and weak. I really had no appetite and could only eat half a steamed bun.

Han Jing frowned, looking

He didn't like her wasting food, nor did he mind. Without saying a word, he put the remaining buns, soy milk and fried dough sticks into his mouth.

He ate calmly, which made Pei Manning feel embarrassed, so she forced herself to eat the remaining half of the steamed bun.

"39.5 degrees, a bit high." The doctor took my temperature in the morning and looked serious. "Do you feel any chest pain, chest tightness, or difficulty breathing?"

Pei Manning nodded. She had a slight cough and chest tightness in the morning, and now she had a slight chest pain. It seemed that breathing had become difficult.

The doctor turned to Han Jingchen and said, "The girl's resistance is a little weak. She has a watery lung infection. I'll prescribe some more medicine."

Han Chen glanced at Pei Manning and nodded, "Thank you, doctor."

The illness came on suddenly. Pei Manning, who was still energetic in the morning, had a higher fever in the afternoon. She lay on the hospital bed with a red face, chapped lips, and a feverish feeling.

I could vaguely hear Jiang Ye and Han Chen talking.